Age is just a number.Just like he's just a boy and I'm just a girl. Except that's not true, is it?Because fifteen may be a number, but it's bigger than that. Bigger than us.It's a number that separates us.An excuse that keeps us apart. But I'm not willing to give in until I get what I want.After all, how many other girls can bring a grown man to his knees with one little smile?
